Three months I haven't updated. Idk, life, ya know. This is romance. But this is comedy. We need to develop plot, even it is the most ridiculous kind.
Hiashi Hyuuga owned and operated one of the best optometry clinics in the world (his opinion). It was in the best location possible (his opinion). And he had the happiest patients (his opinion).
However, those merits didn't stop that garbage truck from parking in front of his business. The behemoth parked in front of his beautiful display that attracted would be patients during daylight, and no one saw the beautiful display. No one parked in front of his shop. No one wanted to be his patient.
He contacted the city dump facilities many times. But the response was always rude. He had to have a "permit" to disallow unwanted parkers. Months he waited for that damn truck to find another place, but it was to no avail.
He decided, finally, to go to city council and request a permit and pay a lot of money.
How terrible.
He hated the council building and all the animals in them. All those animals did were answer phone calls and sign a few bills. Then they'd complain about eyestrain after hours of staring at a bright screen.
How terrible.
He approached the receptionist, his chest puffed up and his cheeks bitten with anguishy anger frustration. Lividness. Whatever word best represented that weird state of mind he was in the receptionist tried to pinpoint.
"I need a permit."
She gave him a squinted incredulous glare, "What kind?"
"A permit that will allow reserved parking for my customers."
She smiled, giving a polite counter, "That's all done online now."
He raised a brow, "What if I want the entire street?"
All the sudden, plans were changed. Maybe that dump truck would no longer circulate if he had the power.
"That's impossible, unless you've got an exuberant amount of money to spend."
"My patients are of huge value to me."
"You're a…"
"An optometrist."
"My father is the only psychiatrist in town and he doesn't need an entire street to park his clients." Optometrists were littered around town. There were enough to have them all definitely not complain about lack of patient parking.
"Ino!" A man suddenly called, her cocky expression dropped. It was none other than the mayor. Hiashi considered him a bit slow to be a city leader. Nevertheless, Minato directed an apologetic smiled towards the world's best optometrist, "Please excuse her, it's her first day on the job, although there are many tasks for myself, I can fill your order the very least."
"I'd like to buy the street where my clinic is located."
Minato also gave a quick incredulous look, Ino rolled her eyes.
"Sir, most buildings and land are owned privately, you'd have to speak to the owners individually."
"Just the road. I'll never have a truck on that street again."
"Dude you're crazy-"
"Ino, shut up." Minato pulled out a piece of paper, "Where is the street?"
"Kimchi."
"…I'll see what I can do."
…
"Hinata, my darling…" Hiashi had tears running down his face, he coddled his wallet.
"Yes father?" She tilted her head in that cute way his beloved daughter could only do.
He took a deep breath, staring at her with a frown of regrets, "You may not be able to go to university."
"What?"
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